I think that both Richard Benson’s photograph, “Stones of Newport, I” and this excerpt from The Great Gatsby, by F. Scott Fitzgerald, demonstrate a feeling of complete and utter aloneness. The photograph shows an empty cemetery, tombstones without visitors or signs of them. The end of The Great Gatsby has a similar feeling. Even though Gatsby used to throw the most exciting parties, in which all of the most important people were in attendance, there were only two people who truly cared about him. An empty funeral, to me, represents the ultimate feeling of isolation. F. Scott Fitzgerald lets his reader know that a life filled with people, parties, and excitement is not one that is meaningful or one that builds deep or lasting connections. A life such as this leads only to loneliness.
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